The Irish standard., 1887-10-08
CHAPTER XVIII.
And what has a certain little fr

Ever since the night the proud beat
e ty's lips touched her cheek Fam
0 O'Gorman has been heroically resolvin
e never to think Gf Brian Purcell exceI
as q friend-'se dear, dear friend Sh
i begs and prays her aunt, however, i
induce her father to give up the MOTTO
$ Of marrying her to MI. NJ, whom sh
never could like. But she has becom
wondrous kind to that young medica
student, who is in such a frightful stat
! Of mind since The night be danced will
her at Doctor C.'s. For Fanny say
she'll never gain langh at any one wh
truly loves.
4 SUPPOSE Aunt Ssrah remarks
noticing Fanny a little sad, Il suppos,
you feel disappointed, as Kate Purcell
could not conn.,
| Oh, I'm so sorry said Fanny.
But you will be glad to see YOU
uncle?'
Fanny put her two little white hand:
together, as il she We're going to pray
L declare, Aunt Sarah,' said she
Uncle Panl's smile would DO any one
good, IT'S like
Like the sun, suggested Aunt Sarah.
seeing her at loss,
| mo. that's not it,
| Well. like the moon, then
sOh, no; the moon is too cold
We'll, suppose, then, his smile is
like / don't know what. Is not shat
what it is like?' And whatever Aunt
Sarah's own smile was like as she
spoke, it was certainly very sweet
smile
L think said Fanny, that Uncle
I'aui's smile is like the glow OF a turf
fire.
We'll that is quite an original idea,
at all events
Fanny looked out at the Wicklow
mountain. We suspect she was think
ing Of mountain farther south.
aunt Sarah, said Fanny, after a
silence Of some minutes, you never
told me what sort of a person Mr..
O'Dolnell was. I mean his appear
ance.'
Aunt Sarah was engaged at some
sort OF needlework, and her hand Shock
as SHE asked. what put it into your
head, Fanny, TO ask such an odd cues
tionp'.
Well, I was thinking about--about
all OF them
1 really believe you are always think
ing about them. But there is no time
now to crafty your curiosity, as must
go see about the dinner. They III be
here by the next omnibus
Fanny knew the they meant her
father, and uncle, and Brian Purcell.
MIR. OGorman had sent. ont note
from his warehouse, saying that two
friends of his who had just arrived
from the country had engaged to dine
with him. And Fanny, who had
letter from Kate Purcell in the morn
ing, had no difficulty in guessing who
the two friends were.
Yhe bus stopped at the gate. Fanny
felt her heart sinking in spite of her,
when she saw her father ard Father
coming up the door, and no
body with them. Father Paul clasped
her hand between his own two, and that
wonderful smile of his immediately
sent a pleasant glow all over her
Well we'll, WE'LL exclaimed Father
Paul as he shook hands with Miss Con-
way, here / am, gray-heaied old |
man; and there are you, Sarah, almost ]
tbs same as [ saw you-I WON'T say
how many years ago.
Aunt Sarah blushed. for she remem-
oered when she used to think she could
spoil her brother-in laws vocation for
he Church if she had mind to.
But where is Brian?' asked .Father
Paul. He went to see friend, and
to be here before u.s.
There was knock at the door, and
Fanny ran to open it herself. She re-
urned Immediately, holding Brian
o'urcel by the hand. Miss Conway held
'ut her hand to him, and Fanny, OBJ
erving his look OF surprise, said,
f'Tis Aunt Sarah
Brian had pictured to himself a sour
ooking old maid, and hence his aston
shment. The handsome: iadylike per
on before HIM was so unlike the Aunt
;arah Of his imagination.
III leave you to Fanny. Mr.. PURCELL
aid she, while I am going TO see what
hey are doing with dinner
But the dinner bell rang before Miss
Conway appeared again. Fanny
Knocked at her room door, which was
ocked.
'Oh, how like him he is,' thought
Aunt Sarah, as she rose to open the
loor. Poor little Fanny! / do hope he
cares for her.
She opened the door. and Fanny
ooked into her eyes. Aunt Sarah re-
olied by pressing her lips to little Fan
1y's forehead. We sometimes think
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